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The Edge – Chapter 04

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By Steellock

Matt awoke to near darkness. All he could hear was his own breathing getting faster.

His head was still wrapped in a tight leather hood, and his jaw ached. Where was he? What on earth? And also he could feel sharp pinpricks digging into his cock and balls. He way lying on a hard bed, what light there was came though small hole over his eyes in the hood.

“What the hell is going on?” he thought. Then memory returned, along with throbbing pain from his chest and belly where guys had been having fun the previous day — the incredible afternoon and evening of new experiences. He rubbed his front and tried to lift the front of the leather shorts that were pressing onto his member. His breathing slowed, and he regained his calm. What would Sunday bring? Yesterday had been tough, but he had to admit that overall it had been one of the most intense experiences of his life. “Just wish I had been able to cum!” he muttered to himself.

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Lent Out – Part 3

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By JR

I woke up struggling against this neoprene sack throughout the night and into the next morning.  My mouth was caked with piss, cum and saliva.  The hood felt hot and the complete blackness grew frustrating.  The collar make my neck stiff and sore.  I had no idea what time it was.  My arms were tight against my sides.  I was thirsty and aching and had to pee.  My dick was still locked in the chastity pod, fighting futilely against its spikes.

Someone came to release me, informed me it was already after noon.  He removed the gag from my mouth, but reminded me the hood was staying on until Sunday.  He removed the pod from my dick.  After fighting erections in this thing all night, now that my dick was finally free it was too exhausted to get hard.

I drank some water and used the bathroom.  I wondered what my dick looked like after getting impaled by the little spikes.  I stretched and tried to orient myself despite the lack of vision, and considered what Tyler and Keith might have in store for me for the remainder of my captivity.  I was led into the shower and washed down thoroughly.  Then I was brought down to the kitchen and fed some eggs.  I used my hands as I could not find my mouth with a fork.

I was slowly coming back to life, sitting in this kitchen naked except for a hood and trying to eat.  My mind wandered back to the previous night, a wild an unexpected and totally hot night, and my dick sprang up as if suddenly realizing it was finally free to do so.

“That’s awesome,” I heard Tyler.  “Just sitting here eating your fucking eggs turns you on.”  I just smiled, remembering his ban on speaking.  After some silence he said, “It’s ok, you can speak now.  Are you doing ok?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Seriously, that wasn’t too intense?”

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Lent Out – Part 2

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By JR

Next I felt my hands being brought in front of me and cuffed again, with lighter cuffs than I wore previously.  The cuffs were chained to a loop on the front of the chastity shorts.  The blindfold came off so I could see Tyler in front of me again, and better hear the music and people downstairs.  Glancing around, I found we were alone in this makeshift dungeon.  He smiled and asked me if I was having fun.  How quickly I forgot how much pain I had been in as I nodded yes.

Taking in his bare torso and evil smile, it was hard to complain.  “You’re going to be our bartender.  So I am going to allow you the bare minimum of freedom to make that happen.”  With that he grabbed the gag again, which I had not noticed lying on a table nearby.  It was huge and still wet from my saliva.  Had I seen it before, I would not have believed it would fit in my mouth.  Tyler brought the gag to my face and I started to back away shaking my head side to side, before be grabbed the back of my head and shoved the gag in.

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Cop Buddies

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By Tex

I was sitting around the house watching TV with some friends. Two of them are cops. They came over in full uniform. We were having some beers, gettin’ a little crazy. I was rootin’ for the team that the other guys didn’t like, and my team was winning! They didn’t like that. I was teasing them about it. My buddy came over and put me in a headlock, the other guys were laughing.

One cop buddy pulled out a pair of hinged cuffs and said, “I can hold him for you.”

I was still in the headlock, the guys were laughing, each cop grabbed one of my arms, pinned them behind me while I struggled. They were laughing at me as they cuffed me tight behind my back and sat back laughing.

He said, “That’ll teach you, buddy.”

I said, “Come on man take the cuffs off!”

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The Edge – Chapter 03

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By Steellock

Matt stood looking in the mirror through his pinhole eye covers. He could just see the door, which slammed open, and a tall man ran through. He shouted something to Jess and slipped through to the back. Something about him made Matt curious. He felt he knew the back view from somewhere but could not be sure.

At that moment the feeling of someone massaging his right nip distracted him! He glanced back in the mirror and could see the man reaching round. He was pinching and squeezing, working to make Matt’s tit stand out. He had never felt this before and it was oddly exiting! It was followed a minute later by a sharp pain in his left tit. Really sharp! The feeling made him take a deep breath as the nerves relayed an intense wave of pain to his brain. He automatically rose to his tiptoes to get away and equally quickly dropped back as the steel collar around his balls yanked them down!

The feeling was repeated on his right side.

After two minutes the pain level began to fall and he could open his eyes, though they were a little blurred by tears.

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Homeland Security?

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By Rubrpig

Jonathon Wells stood looking out of the windows of his 58th floor office, contemplating the next few days that he finally decided to take off. As CEO of Wells Technology, the world leader in nano technology and Quantum Computing, he founded it right out of University and built into the multi-billion dollar tech giant which dominated these developing and strategic fields.

He needed some time off, so he decided to do so despite heavy pressure from his U.S.-based Director of Special Projects to participate in a series of conferences with the Department of Homeland Security about several new projects for the US division. His Special Projects Director had flown to Toronto to meet with him and try to get him to confirm his participation in the upcoming conferences.

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Lent Out – Part 1

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By JR

Inspired by various stories of bondage games, my boyfriend and I came up with our own. David wrote the rules, and let me weigh in. We use dice, with the first roll deciding the duration of bondage. Starting Friday after work, I roll one die. If it comes up 1, then I am let out of whatever bondage situation David comes up with by Saturday morning.  2 = Saturday afternoon; 3 = Saturday night; 4 = Sunday morning; 5 = Sunday afternoon; and 6 = Monday morning.  The next die roll decides the type of bondage.  1 = rubber; 2 = leather; 3 = puppy play; 4 = metal; 5 = clothing; and 6 = sensory deprivation.

I particularly enjoy rolling a 5, as he comes up with some way for me to be in bondage under my clothes, like wearing a locking butt plug harness under tight jeans or locking on a heavy metal ball stretcher to be worn under a suit.  He knows how much I get off on the subtle humiliation factor of barely detectable bondage in public.  We started with the idea of a third die to determine the type of activities: eletro play, piss, flogging, fucking, CBT, breath play, etc.  But then David decided against that, as he does not want dice to limit how he tortures me.

David told a friend about this game, who got quite intrigued, which made for an interesting weekend for me while David was away for work.

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The Edge – Chapter 02

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By Steellock

When Matt got back to the barracks that night he found that many of the troop had beaten him in and were lounging around chatting and joking. They quizzed Matt on where he had been. but he just shrugged his shoulders and said that he had been out walking.

He went over to his bunk, took off his jacket and realised that he could hardly raise his arms; the feeling was like after a really heavy new workout regime! He also realised that he was still hard. His dick was wet with juice; Matt was surprised that there was no stain coming though his jeans. He had to be really careful or the ribbing from last week would start again. He swiftly looked around but relaxed when he saw that Wayne was not in the room.

Also the frustration at not being able to release his feelings built up overnight. Some of the guys had no problem in releasing the pressure, wanking off either in the barrack when the Sarge was not there, or in the showers. Matt had never felt comfortable with this kind of public display and always wore shorts or a jock strap even when wandering through to the latrines. He would have to make sure he released the built up feelings before leaving the store next week. Then he sat up – that had been a reflex thought. His body must have made the decision to go back. When Jim had asked the question earlier, Matt had suddenly felt unsure. Was this normal? Perhaps he was being stupid. He felt sore and ached. He thought of the previous night:

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